Chapter 55: Free of Debts, Light as a Feather

Nearly a hundred million yuan—when stored in a bank card, it’s nothing but a string of numbers, but when converted into cash and laid out before your eyes, it becomes an entirely different spectacle. At this moment, the mountain-like pile of cash was a visual shock for everyone present; they all stared in stunned silence.

A hundred million—such an astronomical figure! Most of the students here came from ordinary families and had never seen so much money; some were practically salivating, struggling to resist the urge to rush forward and grab it. Even those from wealthier backgrounds had never witnessed so much cash in one place; they too felt deeply shaken.

Now, the crowd looked at Lin Le with disbelief and awe. The most incredulous of all was Ma Zhifeng. Like the others, he had assumed Lin Le was simply bragging—how could a bankrupt young man have so much money to pay his debts?

But now, with this undeniably real cash displayed before them, there was nothing more to say.

“How is this possible? How could this kid have so much money?” Ma Zhifeng cried out inwardly.

“Thank you for your help,” Lin Le said, handing his bank card to the staff member.

The staff brought out the machine, Lin Le entered his password, and everything was settled.

“Mr. Lin, this cash now belongs to you. Is there anything else we can assist you with?” the bank staff asked politely. Anyone who could withdraw a hundred million in one go, and who was a friend of the Gu family in Haizhou, deserved the utmost respect.

“I need to repay these people. Could you please help distribute the money?” Lin Le requested.

“Certainly,” the staff replied at once, instructing the security guards to move all the cash down.

“All the creditors of the Lin family, don’t just stand there! Didn’t you come to collect your debts? Prepare your IOUs and go to the bank lady to claim your money,” Lin Le said, scanning the crowd with amusement.

“This…” The unfortunate creditors exchanged glances. To be honest, they’d long since given up hope of seeing this money, but now, with no other option, they lined up reluctantly to collect their payments from the staff.

Eighty-three million yuan in cash was quickly distributed among them. Each person left with bundles upon bundles of bills, creating a truly spectacular scene.

“From today on, the Lin family owes nothing to anyone!” Lin Le’s voice thundered, echoing through the hall.

He had longed to say these words. For three years, these debts had weighed heavily on his father, making their lives difficult and subjecting them to scorn and ridicule from outsiders.

But from this moment, they were free from debt!

The creditors looked at Lin Le now with a strange feeling rising in their hearts.

Hidden in their thoughts was the sense that this ordinary-looking young man might one day accomplish feats no less impressive than those of Lin Tenghui, the founder of the Lin Group.

As the crowd regarded Lin Le with newfound admiration, a figure in the crowd seized the opportunity to slip away quietly—it was the dark-faced man from earlier.

This man had always made his living from schemes, troublemaking, and stirring up medical disputes. Today, he was here because Ma Zhifeng had paid him twenty thousand yuan to create trouble for Lin Le.

But now, he bitterly regretted his actions. Ma Zhifeng had told him that Lin Le was just a penniless nobody, and that the point was to embarrass him. But the reality was entirely different. The so-called poor kid had produced nearly a hundred million in cash and was connected to the Gu family in Haizhou—how could he, a small-time crook, hope to provoke such a figure?

Had he known, he wouldn’t have dared for even two million, let alone twenty thousand, to offend such a living ancestor.

So, spotting his chance, the dark-faced man tried to sneak away.

“Stop right there!” As he was about to escape, a loud shout rang out behind him.

Lin Le, his expression grim and his gaze cold, strode up to the man.

“Weren’t you here to collect money? Why leave without claiming it?” Lin Le asked calmly.

“I… I don’t want the money anymore…” the man stammered, attempting to leave.

“Stay put!” Lin Le grabbed him by the shoulder.

The man winced in pain, nearly collapsing.

“I said before, the Lin family owes no one anything. Today, you’re taking this money whether you want it or not!” Lin Le declared coldly.

Those nearby murmured to themselves—paying off debts with such swagger, only Young Master Lin could pull it off.

“I’ve already asked you twice. Now, I’ll ask one last time: which company are you from, and how much does the Lin family owe you?” Lin Le demanded again.

Sweat gleamed on the dark-faced man’s forehead; he was speechless.

The crowd started to doubt. If he came to collect money, why couldn’t he answer a simple question?

“You don’t look like a creditor—you’re just here to cause trouble, aren’t you?” Lin Le’s face suddenly twisted with fury, his eyes blazing as if with fire, starkly different from his usual gentle demeanor.

Everyone was intimidated; even Gu Ya, standing nearby, felt a strange pressure.

Because Lin Le was her peer, Gu Ya had often overlooked the fact that he was already a master of internal strength. Now, seeing him angry, she was reminded of her grandfather’s words—Lin Le’s abilities had reached the peak of internal mastery, just one step from breaking through to the next realm.

When a master is enraged, rivers of blood may flow!

At this moment, Gu Ya had no doubt, feeling the powerful aura radiating from Lin Le.

The overwhelming pressure bore down on the dark-faced man, and his courage crumbled; his legs buckled, and he fell to his knees.

“B-brother, spare me. I… I was paid to provoke trouble for you…” he pleaded, nearly in tears.

His words caused an uproar.

No wonder he had been so loud earlier—it was all a deliberate attempt to smear Lin Le! Truly despicable!

The creditors realized it was thanks to his incitement that they’d come to accuse Lin Le so aggressively.

“Young Master Lin, it was this guy stirring things up!”

“Yes, if not for him, we wouldn’t have lost our heads and dared disrespect you.”

“A troublemaker like him deserves a beating!”

Having nearly offended the Gu family in Haizhou over their debts, the creditors were eager to pin the blame on the dark-faced man, venting their indignation.

The man cowered, not daring to protest.

“Since you were paid to do this, I won’t make things difficult. Tell me—who hired you?” Lin Le demanded coldly.

The crowd was curious—who was behind all this?

Not far off, Ma Zhifeng’s heart leapt into his throat at Lin Le’s question.

He hadn’t expected things to escalate so far; if it came out that he’d incited the trouble, he’d be ruined. Not only would his classmates despise him, he'd offend the Gu family, and most importantly, Lin Le—the notorious troublemaker—would never let him off lightly.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

“I—I can’t say. There are rules on the street; if I break them, I won’t be able to survive…” the dark-faced man protested.

Of course, he wasn’t really protecting any rules; he feared Ma Zhifeng’s status.

Ma Zhifeng was the eldest son of Tianma Group, which, though not as powerful as the Gu family, had a shady reputation and could easily end his life.

If he betrayed Ma Zhifeng, he wouldn't survive for long.

“So, you don’t dare break the street’s rules, but you dare break mine? Let’s see just how stubborn you are!” A cold gleam flashed in Lin Le’s eyes.